Live with a steady superiority over life; don’t be afraid of misfortune, and do not yearn after happiness – it is, after all, all the same: the bitter doesn’t last forever, and the sweet never fills the cup to overflowing. It is enough if you don’t freeze in the cold and if thirst and hunger don’t claw at your insides.~ Alexander Solzhenitsyn, The Gulag Archipelago, vol. 1

I was born and raised in England during the middle of WWII; lived in Jamaica for two years in mid ’64-’65; emigrated to Canada in July of 1968; 12 years later moved south to Fort Lauderdale, FLA; in 1983 moved back up north to the Boston, MA area, and in what turned out to be my final move in 1992, came way southwest and settled in the greater Dallas area of Texas, and thank God I’ve been here ever since (other than sojourns back in the UK, and other worldly visits to friends far and wide).

And yes, during all that moving around hither and yon, I was also working diligently on acquiring my legal status to become a citizen of the Constitutional Republic of the United States; which, because of my numerous countries of habitation, took a combined total of multiples of years which would surprise you.

As the well-worn phrase or saying down here in Texas goes – ‘I wasn’t born or raised here, but I sure as hell got here as fast as I could!’ Which in my case, was more of a marathon stroll!

Along the way I’ve learned (‘larned’ in Texas gab) a lot, both about myself and the people around me who have generally put up with me, helped me, inspired me, pushed me, taken me in (and sometimes taken me ‘out!’) and shared their good, bad, and ugly life experiences with me as time would permit.

I learned early on in Texas that real friends come to the back door, which generally is always unlocked, and they know that drinks and stuff are in the garage fridge, that hospitality is king, and you just can’t (‘cain’t’) pass up a real Texas barbecue – no matter who’s cookin’ it where or when.

Texans, both native and otherwise, are more into results than pinkie finger etiquette. And we love the way (see how quickly I become ‘Tex’un?!’) Trump stands up to coastal snob elites who sneer and look down on us as lesser inhabitants. All I can say is I believe we are a happier people than they. So who’s the winner? Trump voters of course.

When yours truly wrote about, and voted for, Mr. Trump back in 2015 / 16, I wasn’t looking for a latter-day Moses to lead We the People to the Promised Land – after all, in my mind we were already living here.

No, what I was looking into like many more millions of American Patriots, was for that special someone fully prepared to jump into the fray, upset the political class of apple-cart global elites, and reverse the disastrous eight years of mismanagement and mayhem wrought upon the nation by the Kenyan Manchurian Plant.

And that’s exactly what We the People got – a died-in-the-wool real America First leader, putting all references to ‘I, me, we and myself’ back into the Kenyan’s Genie bottle, and charging forth in the quest of We the People and Making America Great Again.

That simple.

As R. Stephen Bowden puts it in American Thinker (linked down below): ‘We love Donald Trump. He’s a New Yorker, but that’s okay. We weren’t looking for a saint. We had too many of those dadgum jokers already. We looked for someone who could get the job done … a hardworking person with some real-world experience, imperfect though he may be. Trump fit the mold’.

‘In 2nd Corinthians 4:7 Paul confessed to all his fellow-believers – ‘But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us’.

To which we can all proclaim ‘Amen to that’.

‘I’m pretty sure President Trump qualifies as an earthen vessel, same as us. His salty tongue offends some folks. Too bad for them. We love it. When you’re drowning, you don’t get particular about who throws the life vest. I can’t tell you how many people Trump has saved down here, but it’s many. Folks in the Rust Belt probably feel the same. And anybody that’s looking for a job. It’s nice to have supper on the table and a few dollars in the bank when the day is over.’ [end]

As I expressed it two years ago in October of 2016 (full link down below): ‘If honest government is what you want, your only practical choice is to vote for Mr. Everyman Donald Trump. Why? Because the media will watch him like a hawk! The only time the media actually fulfills their primary function as “watch-dogs of the political class” is when a Republican is in office. Elect Hillary Clinton (or any Democrat, for that matter) and she could hatchet-murder a classroom of children on the White House lawn and you’d never hear about it from the MSM’. [end]

Let us then enjoy our President while we have him, all the way forward to 2024. Filling his shoes will be a daunting task indeed, but by the time he’s done, he will have created one heck of an emulation that may guarantee a Conservative dominance for multiple decades to come (or more).

It took me decades to become an American Texan, and who would ever have believed that a dadgum yankee could unite one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all?!

But one definitely has. Now THAT’S a miracle. Texas for Trump!

If your back isn’t broken, if your feet can walk, if both arms can bend, if both eyes see, and if both ears hear, then whom should you envy? And why? Our envy of others devours us most of all. Rub your eyes and purify your heart – and prize above all else in the world those who love you and who wish you well.~ Alexander Solzhenitsyn, The Gulag Archipelago, vol. 1